Ride The Slowest Lyrics & Chords By Selah The Corner

[Verse 1]
I be on my God time, bars on lock like The Corner doing hard time
Green light but I ain’t gotta take it ya’ll be racing for the finish homie I just gotta make it
I see my time and I take it feel the pressure I shake it only time I peel love like a lemon getting naked
Is when I’m seeing them fake it I ain’t rushing for nothing speed demons be bluffing I break fast like a muffin
I be thinking bout the mission while these other rappers stuck in they frivolous competition
I’m putting pieces together my lyrical intuition it’s quitting all of this spitting them really starting to listen
Forgetting all of this money and really starting the fishing finish line in my vision but homie I gotta slow it
It’s Father God who I owe it insane drive I call it my locomotive I’m the slowest


[Verse 2]
Bodies in the street and they smell thick money’s slow the homies gotta sell quick
And they ain’t running when the hammers and the shells kick dope boys got the birds passing like a Celtic
The fast life is a walk of threat a fast mouth how a spouse and a doctor met
And that’s why the booth be the truth cause I’m knowing that I gotta keep a goal like a soccer net
And I know I’m never alone observing the speed limit I’m staying up in my zone
I’m thinking about my home cause shorty be popping pills and she just wanted to kill her like a bottle of patron
And he be setting the tone and I fired the pen and the ink cause I be rapping what they ain’t ready to think
And yeah I'm on the brink of something major don’t need you to buy the record just homie do me a favor
And understand I ain’t tripping I'm trying do something greater I ain’t from here I’m just a human impersonator
They telling me life’s short but I already know it God drive so I ride the slowest


[Verse 3]
Talk about imaginary ends that love really where the advisory wins
But all that talk about imaginary ends means them dead pres. really just imaginary friends
So I'm riding my impala with my Father and the heavy bass Datin caddy shacking with my towel and my Chevy chase
War of the worlds be the reason that I'm standing steady spitting out that He got the keeping to go to failing
I'm keeping God in my planning and He put me in my place now you ain’t gotta feel it only shout out to the H town
I don’t pay attention to the haters when I look around I ain’t putting up with it know I just go and put it down